dont order a tom collins .. it was revolting with no taste of alcohol at all. tasted like stright lemon juice consentrate with something unidentifyable and ice in glass with lime wedge and straw.
the order of chicken fingers was huge for a "kids" oder.. fat white meat chcicken fingers to boot!
i was impressed, the kids chesse pizza was large enough to cover a dinner plate and with an impressive amount of cheese also.
my meatball sanwich was acceptable and my wife fish and chips looked good but either it or her side gravy gave her gut rot .. she was on the toilet all night.
the gravy tasted absolutley disgusting, and smelled terribly aweful.
the waitresses could have all been daughters of the owners, all barley old enoough to serve alcohol, they scrambled around asking each other were food was supposed to be going, handing plates of food to each other several times.
service from being seating to first food arriving was just over an hour. the outside was half full and the inside was only 3 tables full.
both my sons finished their orange juice before the food arrived, and we twice had to flag our waitress down for refills.. she must have a terrible memory as even after she brough our food 20 minutes later, no refills were to be had, we asked again then but still never got refills.
the restaurant had their septic tank pumped after the food arrived, the smell filled the restaurant and was revolting... if this isnt illegal it should be.. we had to leave immediately when the pumping started as the kids was complaining and i ws going to be physically sick.
no appoligies and no acknoledgement of the putred stink were made by the owner who turns out was being the bar, pouring boxed something or other into whatever "drink" he was murdering next as we left.
i left my top down on my car, as i was parked directly beside where the truck parked to pump (blocking me in until the guy beside me also left early) the stink stayed in my car all the way home and through the next day.
when it was time to pay, we were in a rush along with several other familes wanting to escape the septic tank fiasco, the waitress insited in standing in the middle of the floor with a cordless debit/credit machine, more than arms reach from and table or the bar.. she fumbled with it, not having a flat surface to put in on. making even that an overly painful experience.
they need new staff and the owner needs to take a weekend bar tending class if he wishes to remain behind the bar... or refuse to make mixed drinks of any kind.
this used to be the fiery grill, and has been cleaned up a lot since changing, all the dead flies are gone... but be wary of eating here... absolutely dont order the gravy.
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